Launch Party

THE SOCIAL CLIMBER’S GUIDE TO HIGH SCHOOL makes its red-carpet debut this evening. Put on your party clothes, ’cause you’re invited!

When: Wednesday, July 11th, 6-7:30
Where: At the Tompkins Square Branch of the New York Public Library (331 E. 10th Street, off of Ave B)

Celebrity Guests:
Lauren Barnholdt (Two Way Street)
Sarah Beth Durst (Into the Wild)
Robyn Schneider (The Social Climber’s Guide to High School)
Jessica Wollman (Switched)
You!

I hope Amazon delivers my swag bag today; I can’t wait to read Robyn Schneider’s tongue-in-chic book. (Stop snickering. Yeah, I know I’m not in high school any more, but I’m always up for a fun read!) 

Congratulations and double-cheek kisses,

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SoCal soirees

Here’s a question for SoCal friends, cross-posted for

 

Rachelmanija and I were talking the other day: would anyone local be interested in a kind of “Greet, Meet, and Eat” get together? If so, where do you live (so we can find somewhere central, assuming anyone is interested) and do you know of a kewl place that has easy access or parking and doesn’t cost a month’s pay to eat at? I was thinking maybe later this month or sometime next month?” 

I’m in — how about you?

I’m also considering a one-day registration at SCBWI-LA. Even though I’m currently writing grown-up books, I’m always open to learning more about writing and publishing. Which day do you recommend for writers in my situation? Also, since all work and no play makes for super-dull writing, I hope you’ll count me in for any social event you’re planning. (I’ll have a car…does that increase my social cachet? Just a tiny bit, maybe?)  
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LJ lock-downs and speaking up

I speak the truth not so much as I would, but as much as I dare, and I dare a little more as I grow older. 
Michel de Montaigne

I’ve been watching with interest the number of people who’ve taken to friends-locking most, if not all, of their Live Journal posts. I’m curious…does this reflect a shift in your personal preferences, or am I witnessing an evolution in the blogosphere overall? Whatever the case, I’m wondering about the ramifications. I can only speak for myself, so I hope you’ll tell me what you think.

I’ve tripped over my tongue countless times in my life, and I know already that I’ll stumble again. More than once, I’ve cut my own throat with a careless stroke of my pen. Fortunately, these painful experiences offered important life lessons. (Do you see me wincing?) For example, lies have a way of catching up with you – so does gossip. I’m circumspect about sharing secrets, yours and mine; also, I’m keenly aware of the benefits and drawbacks to being politically correct. I’ve learned that if I’m not fiercely protective of my personal boundaries, no one else will be, either. These realizations impact my writing, including what I choose to post to my blog.

That said, I believe joy and empowerment comes from a willingness to speak out and speak up. Silence isn’t always golden, and I don’t believe anyone should be “seen and not heard.”  There’s room in the world for all our opinions, and my own life is richer for hearing yours. Over the years, I’ve discovered that putting voice to my thoughts helps me unlock the handcuffs and tear down the fortresses that might otherwise hold me back or pin me down. I am woman, hear me roar; yakkity yak, it feels good to talk back!

I love Live Journal for that very reason: it’s an impromptu podium for self-expression. Also, it’s a platform from which we can reach out to potential employers, agents, editors, family members and friends. Our blogs invite backstage-pass access to all the interesting and expansive events in our little corners of the world – breadcrumbs left behind by real people, on authentic and important journeys.

I think long and hard before locking down an entry; when I limit access, it’s typically because the topic’s irrelevant or uninteresting to blog readers at large. Unless I’ve forgotten to log in, I never leave anonymous comments. Make no mistake: I’ve built a barrier of protection around my personal life. I also know I must cloak certain aspects of my professional life in a veil of secrecy. On the whole, however, I’m fairly open. I’m an imperfect human being; there’s no hiding that fact, and it feels disingenous to even try.

My state of mind (stating the obvious?)



You’re California!
In many ways, you are larger than life and almost defy description. You
certainly love to shake, rattle, and roll with the best of them. You have a generally
sunny disposition, but are capable of resorting to harsh extremes when pressed. You are more likely than most to become rich, or famous, or perhaps both. While you have the golden touch in so many regards, your respect for actors is a little over-zealous. This endless faith in actors needs to be terminated.


Take the State Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

Playing in the dirt

Yesterday, we roasted chicken over a campfire in Sequoia National Monument. Today, however, I’m eating crow. 

Okay, confession time: though I whinged about roughing it, I really did enjoy reconnecting with the earth. I don’t like getting dirt under my fingernails, and I don’t especially enjoy sleeping on the ground. (The Princess and the Pea, that’d be me!) But in the end, it was all worth it…just look at the beautiful scenery we found!

Oh, and check this out. This tiny cone (next to the peach) contains up to 200 miniscule tree seeds. Believe it or not, each one’s capable of producing a giant Sequoia — the largest living thing on the planet!

Is anything more mesmerizing than the Milky Way, shimmering in the midnight sky? And can you think of anything more cozy than sharing stories around a campfire? Still, after I stash the camping gear and scrape off the crud, I’ll definitely be ready to get back to my writing.

Sawdust trail to hiking trail

Over the past several weeks, I’ve traipsed around the country in a pair of these 

doing research and writing about this

Tonight, however, I’m bracing myself getting ready for vacation!  

Over the next few days, I’ll hike the Sierras in a pair of these

and afterward, I’ll have nightmares about outhouses, mosquitos and marauding bears rest comfortably in this.


Brothers and sisters, let us pray.



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